The Encounter
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Rahman Henry
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The black car stopped,
A bunch of rifles walked out.
Some asked: Why?
They replied by shooting:
Thash, Thash, Thash …
The questions were dead.
The replies jumped back in the car.
* Translated from original (Bengali) into English by RAZIA SULTANA
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